Chapter 6.
Jazmine's POV
Cairo dropped me home early, he told me can't stay tonight. Apparently he has something to do for work tomorrow. I understand his business is an important career but it's almost constantly. Can't he call out once or twice? I don't want to sound selfish but just to spend a little more time with me. Ugh I need to go to sleep, I'm stressing myself out.
I take off my outside clothes and put my hair up in a ponytail on top of my head. My pillow is satin so my hair is protected overnight. I slip into burgundy, velvet dolphin shorts and a white tank top. I don't enjoy sleeping alone but I just have to suck it up. I wrap up in my covers and doze off, only to be awoken an hour and some change later. Just when I was about to get into a deep sleep. Rolling over trying to ignore the knocking but it doesn't stop. Must be Cindy or Asia they probably locked themselves out or something. Another knock.
"Coming!" I slip on my slippers. When I open the door I expect to see one of my besties but it's the opposite… it's Huey. What the hell is he doing here? I stare him down. Something is definitely off about him, he looks hazy and his alluring eyes are bloodshot red.
"Huey, what the hell are you doing here in the middle of the night?"
"I was-s in… the neighborhood and thought to s-say hi." Huey slurs his words. Not to mention he is being loud too.
"Shhh and at 3 am in the morning?" I can't stop my volume from rising. Why did he have to show up here?
"Yeahhh and actually… it's two am" Once again he slurs.
I pinch the bridge of my nose, "Please don't tell me you drove here drunk."
"Nope. Uber" He pops the p. He is a playful drunk I could tell, probably because he is so damn serious all the time. However, I wasn't in the mood for his playfulness right now.
"Good, well you can Uber yourself home, bye Huey." I go to close my door but Huey stops me.
"Woah woah wait Jazmine. Can-n I come in please-e?" He looks so vulnerable standing there like a little child. And boy am I a sucker for children but I wasn't giving up so easily.
"Give me one good reason why I should," I wanted him to beg, finally get the upper hand on him.
"You would really… leave me out here drunk… to find a way home?" He's right. He knows I wouldn't, I'm too nice for my own good. Plus Huey looks like he could barely walk but I still have half the mind to turn him away. I was about to say something then one of my neighbor's apartment door swung open.
"Can you and your boyfriend take this very loud conversation inside?" An older woman said rudely. I crossed my arms.
"He is not my boyfriend."
"Whatever he is, I don't care. It's late and you two are disturbing my sleep. And probably the whole floor's peace and quiet." After telling us off she quickly closes the door before either of us have a chance to apologize.
"It's always fucking loud in Chiraq… old ass Karen." Huey remarks loudly. I laugh and cover his mouth with my hand. Pulling him into my apartment. It's odd to see Huey this way, he's always so reserved. No doubt he had no problem saying what was on his mind but I never heard him cuss so outright like this. 'And his Chicago accent came out.' He sounded just like Riley.
"You're going to get me kicked out."
"She should've just minded her business" I shook my head and guided Huey over to the couch.
"Come on you need to sit down, I'll get you some water." He sits on the couch and I grab him a bottle of water.
He drinks some "T-thanks." He slurs a little and I giggle.
"What the fuck is soo funny?"
"You keep slurring your words and you sound exactly like your brother." I point out still laughing. Huey rolls his eyes and takes off his shirt. My laughter comes to a halt immediately.
"Woah, what are you doing?" I say not trying to stare at his bare chest.
"This is how I sleep. I am spennanight right?"
"Yeah but just know Cairo can't find about this," Having another man in your house at this time of night is not a good look.
Huey lays down, "Why Cairo?" 'Such a random question.'
"What do you mean?"
"I mean what do you see in a guy like him?" His words echo in my head 'A guy like him?' How could he say that about his childhood friend?
"Isn't he your friend?"
"Not really. He's not a good guy. He's not good for you." Ok now I was completely confused.
"And you are?" The way I say it comes off as rude but I genuinely wanted to know what he meant. Did he want me? 'Hold on Jazmine he didn't say all that' And I shouldn't even be thinking of him that way. I had a boyfriend for goodness sake that I am happy with right? Right. But the thought of Huey hinting at something made me anxious to hear. Maybe I was just overthinking like I always do. Yeah that's the answer. Huey was just spitting nonsense, he was drunk after all. Once question that kept striking me is 'Why did he show up here out of all places?' I thought we hated each other, well I don't think I can ever hate anyone...
"Never mind," His eyelids get lower.
"No, elaborate."
"I know how he is and he's-" Huey fails to complete his sentence.
"Just tell me." I say getting impatient.
"He's un-" I sit there waiting but Huey knocks out cold. Lightly snoring. Aw man he just had to fall asleep. Frustrated, I blow out air. 'What was he going to say?' I walk to my linen closet and grab a cover for Huey. I throw it over his body. I examine him, he looks so peaceful in his sleep. 'God truly took his time with this one.' Geez I need to stop thinking like this I have a boyfriend.
It takes me a while to fall asleep because I can't stop thinking about what Huey was going to reveal about Cairo. It could be important information. I try to brush it off, it's probably nothing and I'm stressing myself. It's going to be a struggle to get some sleep knowing Huey is just in the other room. But eventually I manage to shut my eyes and fall asleep for the second time tonight.
Huey's POV
I wake up to the smell of bacon and eggs. As a pescatarian I scrunch my nose up in disgust 'Where am I?' I open my eyes, I'm laying on a couch shirtless. The hell? I hope I didn't change my mind about Kayla. Finally, I sit up and take in my surroundings, looking around the unfamiliar place. Oh there's Jazmine. Wait Jazmine?! I spent the night at her house? How did I get here? What did I drink? All these questions flood my mind, trying to search for answers. On top of the pounding of my head, I must have blacked out bad.
Jazmine hasn't noticed me yet which is good. She's standing in the kitchen by the toaster on her phone. 'Maybe I could just slip out?' She stretches upward her t-shirt coming up too revealing a sparkling belly ring. 'Mannn I need to get out of here asap.' Just being around her was dangerous. I search for my shirt and slip it on as quick as possible. Now I just need my phone, I ruffle through the covers looking for it. Then it drops alerting Jazmine.
"Finally you're up. Want some breakfast? Toast? Eggs?"
"Nah, I'm good. Probably going to head home now." I slip on my shoes and stand up, heading for the door.
"Wait Huey. You don't have to run out. It's fine." Jazmine smiles. Her being nice to me is throwing me off because I've been completely rude to her. It doesn't make any sense.
"Look, Jazmine, thank you for letting me stay here when you didn't have to. But it's already humiliating I was drunk and had to spend the night here. I don't want to embarrass myself anymore." I know that look she's giving me she's disappointed. But wipes it off her face.
"Well before you go… at least let me give you my number."
I cock my head to the side and raise an eyebrow "Why?"
"I want us to try to be friends again. Forreal this time" She smiles.
"I'm down with that" I feel a smirk come onto my face.
"Good" I hand her my phone and she puts her number in. Jazmine walks me to the door.
"Later Dubois," To my surprise she hugs me. It's a short one but still shocking. How is she so friendly? It makes me feel strange.
"Bye Huey."
When I get into the hallway I think back to last night. I can't remember much but coming here just might be an alright decision.
